"He's still a child." Nina had a serious look on her face. "I may have a tendency to beat someone up whenever I'm drunk, but I could still tell the difference between an adult and a child. I would never beat a child up."
John felt a bit relieved upon hearing this.
However, it still wasn't enough.
"Have you ever beaten up your brother?" he asked.
"Yes, I did. Wynn tried to help him. In the end, they had rested for a few days," she answered.
John couldn't help but chuckle.
Nina even beat her brother when she was drunk.
A smirk formed on John's lips. The thought of it made him feel better.
His wife was indeed special to him.
His lips came closer to Nina's ear and he whispered, "Since you care for me so much, I'll have another gift for you later."
"Another gift?" Nina's eyes lit up.
"Well, a gift." John wore a faint smile on his face while he carried her upstairs. Once they entered the bedroom, he sat Nina on the edge of the bed.
Nina grabbed John's hand. She looked intently at the back side and noticed a scratch.
In addition to the scratch, there was a small wound on his palm as well. Judging from its size and shape, it was probably caused by scissors.
Thinking of this, Nina suddenly thought of something.
She remembered the dress John made for her.
"I'm fine. It was just an accident," John said. He wanted to withdraw his hand so that Nina couldn't continue to scrutinize it.
However, she tightened her grip on him and took a
Who's there?"
Upon turning around, he saw Emma walking towards him.
"Emma!"
He looked at the girl with wide eyes.
James wished that he could dig a hole on the floor and bury himself in it right then and there.
His whole face turned red in embarrassment while he glanced around in panic.
Emma couldn't help but chuckle. She didn't try to hide the amusement on her face as she eyed James from top to bottom.
James involuntarily shivered. He felt like he was getting goose bumps from Emma's stare.
He had never done something so shameful in his entire life.
A deep sigh escaped from his lips.
"Emma, you said you will to be my girlfriend if I wear women's clothes." James needed to face the music.
Emma bit her lips. Her long eyelashes tried to cover the mysterious twinkle in her eyes. "Let's go. Everyone's waiting for you to have breakfast."
"What?" James stood there dumbfounded. After being momentarily stunned, he grabbed Emma's arm. "You haven't answered my question. I'm not in the mood to eat breakfast."
Emma slowly turned around and looked directly into his eyes. "You should have breakfast on time, my boyfriend."
The corridor became silent.
Emma could feel her heart racing. The rapid pounding from her chest now reached her ears.
She could hear it loud and clear, and so did James.
However, it wasn't Emma's heartbeat that James was hearing.
It was his own.
The two of them stood there in silence as if they were in a daze.
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